The cold winter sun shares her harsh light begrudgingly.
then fairly screaming at me from between the trees
as she dances lower and lower on the horizon.
I increase my pace,
struggling to stay warm.
A patch of lavender comes in to view,
i move closer
I am overpowered,
the scent is visceral
I must stop
The bright new flowers
have rushed to open after the recent rains,
sensing light through the eyelids of their souls,
urgently unfolding into the new day.
I take a picture, but it is washed out
the light is too bright.
I move my body to create a shadow
and try again
I breathe deeply,
memorizing the moment.
unchanged by chemistry
Today I have learned something
Light is necessary for life,
but shadow is necessary for vision.
(c) 2020 BGeiger